Do you know what going the distance truly means? It means, making it through (what ever “through” happens to be) when the adrenaline spike is no longer assisting your stamina. It means, remaining joyful when the dopamine and serotonin levels in the brain have dropped as a result of the biological crisis mode switching to off. It means, not just finishing the race (life), but living in such a way that you know finishing is happening. Which in essence is, the ability to make it through the “normals”.
Was that too abstract a thought for anyone to follow? I apologize if the answer to my question is “yes”. But for me, tonight, I feel the pains of “going the distance.” And tonight, “the pain” happens to be, the practice of flushing out the thoughts of doubt that are trying to creep into my head. That are trying to cause me to give up, that are lying to me by way of manipulative, passive aggressive tactic. The reason I feel pain is that my emergency strength, otherwise known as adrenaline, has called it quits for the day. So I am left to my own “normal” ability to recall lessons learned, and left to my own “normal” desire to remain fixated on past encouragements rooted in truth. I am also having to–key phrase here–put into practice what I know to be true and right…even when I want to walk away and bury my head in the sand. All of which take a level of commitment I’m sometimes unsure I naturally posses. You see, “going the distance” has somewhat of an athletic team-like connotation. I was a dancer, not a sportsman(woman). I understand hard workouts and focused practices, but not distance. Our routines were, at most, 10 minute increments–maybe fifteen. I played singles tennis…never doubles. It was fast paced achievement or hard earned defeat, never distance. Thus I can assure you, I feel pain when pushing forward, pressing on toward the goal, and keeping my eye fixed on the prize.
So tonight, I am going the distance. And where ever you are, and whatever your “through” happens to be, I hope you will, along with my tired self, go the distance too.
…thank you for listening (or reading really).